First we stopped by the doctor's clinic to pick up a prescription for Brian. He waited in the car while I went inside. Lots of moms and kids. Full waiting room.
Then we went to Costco. I turned in the prescription. Found out that Costco has a sort of insurance for customers. I wish we'd known this before. We could have saved a bundle over the years since we bought generic and didn't use our insurance because there were too many rules (the most important one was we could only buy one month's worth at a time for our blood pressure meds; at triple the cost of buying three months' worth at a time). The regular price for his pills is over twelve bucks, it was seven dollars and a nickle.
Anyway, we continued the shopping, got everything we needed, and some that we didn't, came home and unloaded.
Today, for the first time in years, I have a sore throat. It's not a sore throat from being dry, it's a damned sore throat and it's getting worse by the hour.